Senior Brother Jianxian is Going to Have a Good Time Today

"Then why?"

Xu Ningning smiled and shook her head, "Admonish yourself."

Su Zimei didn't understand, just as she was about to say something, Xu Ningning's petite body had already jumped onto her body, she straddled Su Zizhi's lap, holding her snow-white face.

"Oh, I don't want those anymore, come and kiss me, Zimei."

"No."

"Kiss me, Zimei." Her tone was a little more aggrieved, coquettishly, even if Su Zimei turned her face away, Xu Ningning's pink lips finally kissed her snow-white lips. profile.

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—Drink too much last night——

Waking up in the morning with lightheadedness, stuffy nose, dizziness, feeling unwell, taking a day off...

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Chapter 180

What do people use to measure love?

Use the pain after separation.

……

Spring snow in March is not uncommon in the Eastern Region.

Lingzong...

Xuanyao Mountain has been sealed up, just like the Silent Mountain, so far, no one except Luo Yesheng has been able to set foot on it.

Luo Yesheng had been sitting under the peach tree in the yard for a long time.

The peach branches were covered with snow, the colors of white and pink were intertwined, and a strand of tender buds looked particularly emerald green. Luo Yesheng was wearing a black Taoist robe, and his pitch-black hair was already covered with white snow.

In the past, she rarely came to Xuanyao Mountain in person, most of the time he came to her after she summoned him.

So she is not very familiar with Xuanyao Mountain, but it is different now, she has lived here for a long time, as if there is still a certain person's breath in this yard, Luo Yesheng seems to be able to always see that in a trance. The always gloomy young man stood under the peach tree and suddenly smiled at her.

She still seemed to see him pluck a bunch of peach branches and pin them gently on her hair, but when she stretched out her hand, everything disappeared.

She ended up holding nothing.

There used to be all traces of him in this yard, but now it was deserted and deserted, and everything was covered with white snow. She finally stood up, shook off the snow from her body, and walked across the snow field with bare snow-white tender feet.

She pushed open the door of that room.

Luo Yesheng has been dreaming recently, as if all this is just a dream, as if she just needs to go back to this room again, and gently shake the sound transmission jade, he will appear in front of her soon, Smile gently towards yourself.

But in the end there was nothing.

He is dead.

Luo Yesheng once asked Shu Lan and Shu Yue if they would like to practice with her, but both girls chose to refuse. They followed Hua Chuyan to Huazong, and Luo Yesheng did not stop them.

Perhaps he had arranged everything long ago, perhaps he had anticipated his own death long ago.

This is your retribution, Luo Yesheng.

She walked to Gu Yuan's bed and sat down by the bed. There were still the paintings he had drawn before in the room. She unfolded the scrolls, and she saw the woman in the black dress in the paintings.

Luo Yesheng had never dared to open this cabinet before, she was afraid of seeing the things he left behind, but in the end she couldn't help opening it, and the painting is now quietly placed on the table.

The woman in the painting has already been painted on the face by Gu Yuan.

That's her.

Luo Yesheng began to think, what was he thinking about when he drew this picture?Is it as quiet as usual, or with a little smile?

she does not know.

The painting paper was wet with her tears, Luo Yesheng wiped away the tears in a panic, rolled up the painting scroll again, and hugged it tightly in his arms, as if he was holding some precious treasure.

Footsteps sounded at some point, Luo Guxue stood at the door, quietly looking at Luo Yesheng at this moment.

Her brows and eyes were especially cold. After a long silence, she whispered, "You have been here for half a month."

Luo Yesheng turned to look at her blankly.

"There is a new peerless genius in the sect, and my swordsmanship is not as good as hers." Luo Guxue said lightly.

What she said was right. The woman named Lin Ning had advanced very fast in her cultivation, and she even had a swordsmanship competition with her, and she was convinced that she lost.

Presumably there are experts behind her to give advice, but I don't know why she came to the Lingzong to practice.

Luo Yesheng turned a deaf ear to it.

"Ning Daoqian has been waiting for you at the foot of the mountain."

"I don't see him." Luo Yesheng replied coldly.

She put away the scroll, Luo Guxue looked at her profile, hesitant to speak.

In the end she chose to remain silent.

Luo Yesheng finally left the small courtyard.

……

Hua Zong...

Hua Yueyou is teaching Shu Yue to play the flute.

She didn't have any hostility towards Shu Yue and Shu Lan. Instead, she treated them like her own daughters. She not only made them Huazong saintesses, but also gave them the best cultivation resources.

Shu Lan practiced sword with Hua Chuyan in the yard.

There was a smile on the corner of Hua Yueyou's lips, until she realized that the space around her was torn apart, she looked at Luo Yesheng who suddenly appeared beside her, frowned slightly, with disgust on her face, "What are you doing here?"

Luo Yesheng looked at her silently, as if he wanted to read something from her eyes, but her eyes were particularly cold.

It was like this for a while.

"Is he really dead?" Luo Yesheng asked softly.

There was anger in Hua Yueyou's eyes at this moment, "Shouldn't you ask yourself more about this?!"

As she read like this, there were still some crystal tears in her eyes, Luo Yesheng remained silent.

"Is there anything he wanted to do when he came to you before?"

Hua Yueyou sneered, "Why should I tell you?"

The expression in Luo Yesheng's eyes changed to pleading.

After a long silence, Hua Yueyou still said quietly, "He wants to kill Yin Yaotian, the suzerain of the Blood Lotus Sect."

Luo Yesheng only recalled this incident at this moment.

These days she always lives in a daze, not knowing what to do, as if the world in front of her is only black and white, and now she finally has something she wants to do.

The space around Luo Yesheng was torn apart by her.

Hua Yueyou watched her disappear in front of her, and the anger in her eyes slowly disappeared. She wiped away her tears, and the corners of her lips curled up.

Seeing her sly appearance, Hua Chuyan smiled helplessly.

"Do you know where he went?" Hua Chuyan moved to the table and poured herself a cup of tea.

A fox-like cunning flashed across Hua Yueyou's eyes, she shook her head, "I don't know."

"I think you know." Hua Chuyan looked at her quietly.

"I really don't know." Hua Yueyou shook her head, "Luo Yesheng finally came to see me, okay, now she has something to do, I'll go out for a while."

"Where?"

"Go and see the scenery, enjoy the flowers and the moon." Hua Yueyou stood up, she blinked at Hua Chuyan, reached out and touched her head lightly, "When I'm not around, the Hua Sect will hand over to you." here you go."

Hua Chuyan looked at her with more resentful eyes, "Can't Master take me with you?"

"Of course not. If you go with me, you will be suspected."

"So you stayed in Huazong during this time, just to wait for Luo Yesheng to come to you, right?" Hua Chuyan quickly guessed what Hua Yueyou was thinking.

Gu Yuan just died, if Hua Yueyou suddenly disappeared from Huazong, Luo Yesheng would definitely notice the clue, so now that Luo Yesheng has come, Hua Yueyou can leave for a while with peace of mind.

Hua Yueyou wanted to meet that little fox for a long time.

She is especially curious about what the little fox who fascinated him looks like.

Hua Yueyou has already taken out her little spirit boat and is ready to set off.

……

Demon Imperial City...

Today is the day of the Grand Competition in the Western Regions.

So Gu Yuan and Su Zizhi had no chance to stay in bed today. They came out of the house early and went to the arena that was built in the Demon Emperor's Palace. The Wan Yaohuang was already sitting on the high platform, and everyone had already arrived. Qi, only Gu Yuan and Su Zizhi were a little late.

Gu Yuan looked at the young masters of the Yao clan present, and yawned, "Anyway, Zizhi and I have the quota for the five-region competition this time, why don't you guys stop wasting time and go together?"

After he finished speaking, he took out Jun Que Sword and held it in his hand, the sword energy lingered around him.

Gu Yuan watched the people opposite him look at each other, and in the next instant, all of them turned into monster avatars and roared at him.

He smiled indifferently, and cut out the first sword.

Chapter 180: Pretty

When the Yaozu go all out, most of the time they show their real bodies.

The body of the human race can release many spells, but the flesh body of the monster race is the most domineering and unreasonable thing. The four masters of the monster race in front of Gu Yuan.

Probably because he couldn't bear such a humiliation, at the moment when his sword slashed out, all of them turned into real bodies.